A Natural Refrigerator: My First Snowfall Experience

 

Unveiling the cover of a white snowy blanket, I’m here again to share an unforgettable memory of snowfall. Yes, this was my very first experience witnessing snowflakes with my own eyes. Seeing something for the first time evokes pure and unbreakable wonder—a sight to behold.

When I decided to settle in a new land, I had no idea about the wintry life in this serene, solitary place nestled in nature’s lap. I’d heard tales of fluffy white snow falling from the sky, transforming the world into a dusky, dreamy canvas. Until now, my only encounters with snow had been through movies, where roads, cars, and rooftops wore the white blanket of winter. This morning, I woke up to a new reality.

Frosty windows hinted at the possibility of snow. For days, my weather app had reported subzero temperatures, dampening my motivation to rise early. Blowing heat from the heater, gloomy skies, bone-chilling air, and relentless rain—these had become my daily companions. But today, the tiniest snowflakes wiped away the monotony of my routine.

Yes, it had begun—my ‘First’ snowfall.

Stepping outside, I found rooftops, roads, and fences adorned with soft white lines, while icicles hung like nature’s ornaments. The beauty of it all rendered me speechless. I set aside my usual music for the day, mesmerized by the scene. Nature, in its own time, had restored its glory.

Walking along my daily route, I was greeted by pavements shimmering with a delicate icy sheen. The bare trees stood tall, their branches extending as if to offer a wintry handshake, occasionally shedding tiny snowflakes onto my hood. A soft, frosty breeze carried the sound of hushed greetings—raspy “Hellos” exchanged with visible puffs of breath escaping into the crisp air. It felt like stepping into a page from a magical winter tale.

For those accustomed to winters blanketed in snow, this might seem like just another day. But for someone like me, who grew up in the sunlit warmth of eastern India, it was a marvel beyond words. As a child, I used to mischievously press my face against the frosty interior of our refrigerator, only to be met with a chorus of scolding from my elders. Little did I know that one day, I’d step out into a world that felt like an enormous, magical natural refrigerator!

Living in a snow-covered world is a magnificent experience, one that will remain etched in my memory forever. The childlike joy of witnessing this weather for the first time overwhelmed me. Yet, winter came with its own set of challenges: checking faucets at every night to prevent freezing, walking cautiously to avoid slipping, and finding solace in my woolen sweaters and ever-present heater. Oh! the sound of the heater kicking in to reheat the room again—a noise that has become the soundtrack of my wintry days.

But this magical transformation of nature is worth every challenge.

Do you have fond memories of playing with your refrigerator as a child? How did you welcome your first snowfall? Share your experiences in the comment box below. I’d love to hear your stories and relive that magic through your words!